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HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 108
Roman stepped out of the black Audi and scanned the area. The sun was going down gradually, which meant that sunset was at bay. Roman was feeling queasy about meeting up with Florence. He couldn’t trust her anymore. After realizing that there was a possibility of her working with Viper Don, the little interest he had in her had faded completely. He saw her as a threat, and he loved to take out his threats. As he walked into the cafe, his eyes scanned the environment. He was still feeling that this was going to be a trap. He had fallen for it once and had borne the consequences. He had lost his footing and couldn’t walk for months. If Ben and Lydia weren’t there, he would still be bedridden. Those months were the worst of his life. Being able to do nothing had made him feel useless, and it was all because of Viper Don. Viper Don had messed him up badly, and he couldn’t wait to get his revenge on him. He was going to pay for what he had done to him. When he stepped into the cafe, he
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 109
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here to lay one of our very own into the hands of God, hoping he will welcome his soul into his kingdom,” the priest. “As the Bible says, from ashes we were made, and to ashes we shall return.”David sat in the front row with a pair of black shades. They were all at the cemetery trying to lay Timothy to rest. David found it hard to believe that Timothy was gone even though he was staring at his body in the coffin. Just over two weeks ago, they had spoken and now he was in a casket. It was hurtful, but there was nothing left for him. He had been emotionally drained over the last few days. Lilian had advised him to lay him to rest. The cops hadn’t found anything that could let them get to the killer. So they were given his body to let him lay him to rest. David was unhappy about this. He was determined to find who had murdered his uncle, and then he was going to make them pay. “Dear Father, receive this poor soul into thy kingdom, in the hope th
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 110
“What do you want?” David asked. Roman’s eyes went to Lilian. She was feeling queasy about his presence. “I just want to talk.”“Then. Get on with it.”Roman clenched his jaws and shoved one of his hands in his pockets. He was wondering what he could say that could be soothing to them. David looked exhausted. It must have been tough to lose a loved one. Roman had lost his mother, and it had changed him. His father had been murdered, and the man behind the murder was working for free. He wasn’t about to let that go. He was going to get his revenge on Floyd Helix when the time came. And he felt David was thinking the same thing about Viper Don. That was if he knew that Viper Don was behind this. “I want to share my condolences to you.”“I don’t need your sympathy.”Lilian held David’s chest telling him to relax. Roman chuckled at that. He could understand why he was being so feisty. Everything made sense just for today. Lilian glared at Roman. She was particularly happy to see him
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 111
Florence sat by the window nervously. It was unbelievable that her father would wish to see her here. It never never happened, especially during the day. Viper Don was so used to coming out only at night and she thought he was going to stick to that forever. But that seemed like it was about to change. Why would her father risk showing himself in public? What if someone was watching them?He had told her the reason he had always kept himself in the shadows. It was only then she understood why. If he was ever caught, he would be taken away forever. With the amount of crimes he had committed and orchestrated, he wasn’t going to see the light of the day ever again. Florence knew she couldn’t lose her dad. She was angry that he had murdered Timothy in cold blood, but he was still her father. She wouldn’t want him to be gone. Who would she live for? He was the only parent he had left. That was the only reason she had done everything he asked for. She had wasted half of her life trying to
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 112
Roman stepped out of the black Corvette and handed over the key to the waiting valet. He straightened the navy blue suit he wore as he headed towards the red carpet. It was another party. A party to celebrate Florence becoming the new CEO of Troyes Inc. He wondered what Lincoln was going to think of this. There was no way he was going to allow a bunch of newbies to take over his company from him. But there is doubt that Lincoln will do anything about it. It turns out that Timothy Belton had signed a deal with Viper Don which meant that all his properties became his after his death. It didn’t sound like a wise thing to do considering that Timothy had been a wise businessman. Maybe he had signed it without any knowledge of this. Coming here looked like a big mistake. Not because Florence and he had ended things early. It was because he felt the Viper Don would be in attendance. He had shown Ben the picture of Viper Don back at home and he had been stunned. Their suspicions had been
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 113
This was the part where Roman should have spat out his drink. He was stunned by Lilian’s request. When had she become so obsessed with Florence? It didn’t make sense. He wasn’t sure she knew anything about Viper Don. If she did, she wouldn’t ask their question. Roman didn’t want to take her down that lane. It could become detrimental. He was aware of Lilian’s fiery behavior. She would want to confront either Lilian or Viper Don and it could end in her death. As much as he would like to see a battle between both women, he didn’t want Lilian to hee into subj trouble. “What?”Lilian cranked her eyebrow. “You heard me. I want to know more about Florence Weah. Who is she?”Roman was perplexed by this. He was still trying to digest the fact that Lilian was bold about this. How did she know about his affiliation with Florence? He thought he was the mysterious one. “How do you know…?”Lilian smirked at him. “Trust me, I know.”Roman opened his mouth to speak but no words came. He shoved h
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 114
MILLVILLE, NEW JERSEY. The big garage door opened and Roman walked into the large room with both hands in his pockets. He was dressed in his usual attire—a black suit with a white undershirt. He was surprised when he got the call from Oliver. Coming back to New Jersey hadn’t been left off the plan, but he had no other choice. He was here to listen to what Oliver had to say. Oliver had refused to tell him over the phone. Oliver Debaucher smiled when he saw Roman walk towards them. Beside him was Susan. There was one of them missing. Daimonte. This made Roman furrowed his brows. “Roman Lacroix,” Oliver Debaucher sang as Roman approached the large silver table. “What is it, Oliver?”Oliver laughed and folded his arms across his chest. “Always in a hurry.”Roman clenched his jaws. He was supposed to be sleeping in his bed right now in New York, but he had chosen to fly over to New Jersey to hear what Oliver had to say. Roman had the luxury of reaching out to him quicker, and he didn’
HANDS OF RETRIBUTION CHAPTER 115
Roman Lacroix could feel the jitters as they arrived at the estate. Maybe he had overestimated his potential. If the Russian mafia were as brutal as Oliver had told him, then he would back out. They had only one night to pull this off. It was insane. Just over three hours ago, Roman had been at a party in New York trying to stop Lilain from going after Viper Don. How he was in New Jersey trying to help Oliver take down a Russian mafia boss. The plan was simple: Susan and Oliver were going to search the house and try to save Daimonte while he kept the Russian mafia boss, Henrik Smolov, busy. He was going to use the artifact as a distraction. He was going to be the diversion while they searched for Daimonte. The plan had seemed simple when they had discussed it, but as Roman stared at the huge mansion before him, he was reconsidering his options. Maybe he should have stayed at home in New York and let Susan and Oliver handle this. It was their mess after all. And they had only called